She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 509: In the Face of Life and Death

Five minutes had passed, and there was a countless number of people waiting in line for Kyson’s treatment, while nobody came to Cheyenne.

Eddie was starting to feel anxious for her.

“Cheyenne, should I go and help you find some patients? I remember a few patients adding me on Line before; they were seeking medical help,” he suggested.

“No need,” she declined his offer, her gaze shifting towards the cleaning lady standing by the street.

From the last moment to now, the cleaning lady had been looking over in this direction with hesitation.

Cheyenne raised her red lips and said coolly, “I’ve got a patient.”

“What?”

Before he could get a response from her, Cheyenne headed towards the cleaning lady.

Meanwhile, Leah, seeing her actions, thought she had willingly given up the competition and smirked triumphantly. “So quick to give up? Seems like all that boasting led to nothing… A bit of self-awareness would be good.”

Before Leah’s words had fallen, a clear voice interjected, “Who said I’ve given up?”

Cheyenne returned, bringing with her a middle-aged cleaning lady in a yellow sanitation worker’s uniform. She looked to be in her fifties, with hair turning white from the rigors of hard labor, and her face weathered and wrinkled from years of exposure to the elements.

She held a broom and stood somewhat bewildered in place.

“She’s so filthy. Why would Cheyenne bring such a lowly person here?”

“Yeah, it stinks! The air is filled with the smell of garbage… I can’t bear it, I’m sick.”

here quickly, you’re

ears, there were the

her hand, a deep sadness on her face as she apologized to Cheyenne with

disdain, despite not saying anything, her actions crushed

cleaning lady’s

but envy also

selected a replacement patient from

put on the white coat and gloves, she seemed to glow from within, noble and

she asked the

dizziness, and frequent vomiting, especially at mealtimes,” the woman answered with a hesitant tone, pointing to the area below her

the epigastric region, indicating that she likely had chronic gastritis and a tendency for

the

for Cheyenne, now that she had identified the ailment, she

a set of silver needles, each varying in

the finest needle, she proceeded to skillfully insert

her speed was

process, everyone involuntarily gazed in

but admit that Cheyenne indeed

curled her lips, criticizing

clearly has appendicitis. The best treatment

publicly stating, “Leah, watch it carefully to learn it. She’s excellent in medicine, you

She murmured, “Grandfather, whose

“I know.”

and began to focus on treating his own

pondered a question: What if he were

Based

the patient to take medicine for recuperation. However, it would be a relatively long process before the patient recovered. After the acupuncture treatment, the cleaning lady’s expression

you have no idea how much I’ve suffered due to this illness over the past two months!” Cheyenne wasn’t